On the other side of the phone, Chu Xinian was silent for another moment.

Qin Yiren's palm holding the phone was soaked in thin sweat, and his voice was filled with a fleeing embarrassment: "Goodbye."

Before she finished speaking, she didn't want to know what Chu Xinian would react, so she hung up the phone without saying a word.

"…Xia Ye, isn't it awful for me to look like this?"

Throwing the phone aside, Qin Yiren looked up at her close friend with a complicated expression, and murmured like self-examination: "It's just a few minutes of phone call, but I can't be calm and indifferent, so I still let him have the upper hand."

Yan Xiaye looked at her with a gentle look and smiled. He took off his wedding dress and put it aside. He walked closer to comfort her: "Yiren, feelings are very complicated. Whether you like it or not, you don't have to force yourself.

Do anything.”

Because, true love cannot be hidden...

Qin Yiren nodded gently and stopped thinking about what was there or not.

Anyway, she does not plan to stay in China for a long time. As long as Yan Xiaye’s wedding ends successfully, she will return to that strange country, no longer have any interaction with Chu Xinian, and will wholeheartedly look forward to the arrival of the baby.

Yan Xiaye quietly observed her expression and changed the topic with a smile: "Okay, the dress I customized for you will probably arrive tomorrow. Let's go and see the jewelry. Maybe there are styles you like."

Qin Yiren nodded in a good manner and followed Yan Xiaye to leave the bedroom.

In order to prepare for this wedding, Li Yuntang bought a large number of jewelry from the auction house and chose a separate room in the villa.

The room was at the end of the corridor, and the two of them left talking and laughing, but they didn't see anyone secretly observing their behavior.

Soon, Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren appeared in the corridor and walked towards the bedroom.

They were holding an exquisite handbag in their hands and several gorgeous and expensive jewelry boxes inside, and they felt like they had a jewelry counter at home.

"Xia Ye, Master Li really spoiled you so much. I just saw that jewelry in a magazine last month. I heard it is a unique style!"

Qin Yiren said, and took out her cell phone with great enthusiasm and prepared to search for relevant information for Yan Xiaye.

Xia Ye has always been very interested in jewelry design and waited very much in anticipation, and grabbed Qin Yiren's arm by the way to prevent her from falling accidentally.

"Xia Ye, look at this..."

Qin Yiren found the relevant page and was about to show it to Yan Xiaye. The light at the end of his eyes swept across the scene in the bedroom, and screamed in disgrace.

Yan Xiaye was confused. When she looked along her gaze, Qingmei's little face suddenly turned pale.

In the bedroom, a delicately tailored wedding dress fell from the bed to the ground.

Not only that, the layers of skirts were ravaged by people, with black stains falling all over the place, and the smell of ink was everywhere.

"It's too much, who did it!" Qin Yiren walked into the room anxiously, looked at Yan Xiaye leaning over to pick up the wedding dress, and said with great distress: "Xiaye, we will take it to wash now, it must be

It can be washed off."

Yan Xiaye lowered her eyes and looked at her wedding dress.

I felt like I was feeling lost in my heart, my scorching lips were pursed tightly, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

The flawless white sets off the black ink dots, which is dazzling and hard to ignore, like some ominous omen.

As she picked up the wedding dress, the hem of the skirt slowly brushed across the carpet, revealing the empty ink bottle below.

It was the special ink used by Li Yuntang to sign. The bottle body was marked in English with a promise that would never fade within ten years, which was inevitably discouraged.

"Xia Ye..." Qin Yiren gathered up the long skirt and tried to rub the black ink dot with her fingers. He immediately understood Yan Xiaye's helplessness, "Chen Aili, it must be her who did it, There will be no one except her!"

Yan Xiaye nodded quietly and said helplessly: "I know it's her, but we have no evidence."

Two days later, the wedding date is the date.

There is no time to customize a new dress in a tight time. Compared to looking for Chen Aili, who will never admit it, how to solve the current dilemma is the most important issue.

"Even if this is the case, we can't spare her!" Qin Yiren gritted her teeth and turned to walk outside: "No, I'll ask her now. There are not only two of us in this villa. Maybe a maid saw it. What she does!"

Yan Xiaye put down a messy dress and smiled bitterly when he wanted to speak.

She knew Chen Aili very well, and she didn't think it was of any significance to do so.

But she couldn't watch Qin Yiren argue and hurriedly followed.

In the living room.

Chen Aili held the teacup with a smile, leaning against the man, and whispering to her husband.

Qin Yiren saw her gloating attitude at first sight, and the anger in her heart became even more intense. She asked with a pretty face: "Mrs. Chen, what did you do just now?"

Chen Aili smiled slightly and said carelessly: "What does it have to do with you? Is it your turn to ask me?"

Yan Xiaye was half a beat slower, and after hearing this, he said with a smile: "Chen Aili, you know what you did. My wedding dress is valuable. It is a crime to deliberately destroy other people's property. If you want to go to the newspaper If you show your face, I can give you this opportunity."

"Okay, whatever you want."

Chen Aili slowly drank a sip of tea and smiled fearlessly: "Yan Xiaye, I am not the only one in this villa. Maybe some maid is unhappy. You marry Yuntang, so I will teach you a little lesson. , I didn’t expect that you were so ignorant that you actually suspected that you came to me?”

Without conclusive evidence, even if Yan Xiaye calls the police, it will be no pain for Chen Aili. Could it be that the other party can force her to confess her guilt and commit suicide?

Yan Xiaye had known she would say this, and her eyes were a little cold, "I doubt you because you are the most suspicious, but you are right. Although calling the police is meaningless, you are suspected of destroying my wedding dress. , Just such content is enough to attract the attention of the media."

Chen Aili was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect Yan Xiaye to call the police to arrest her from the beginning.

Secretly cursing the other party with deep scheming, she replied as if nothing had happened: "Okay, if I appeared in the newspaper, I could hold a press conference. I believe everyone is curious about how you left the bed in Beicheng and sneaked to Li Yuntang. On the bed!"

Compared to the ruined wedding dress, such a topic is obviously more hot and exciting.
Chapter completed!